Moonacre ~ Modern Day

Moonacre ~ Modern Day

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Maria Merryweather is just your average thirteen year old girl - hanging out with friends and looking out for boys. She knew that she was slightly more privileged than others, having an average sized house but filled with butlers and maids and cooks. Her mother had passed away earlier, and her father was in the government, but he had just been killed. Maria had lost it all, except for a book that her father left for her in his will. 'The Ancient Chronicles Of Moonacre Valley.' Having no family left except for an uncle she had never met who lived in the countryside who she is going to live with, Maria's life is altered as she discovers that there may be more to her than meets the eyes. - Based off the book "The Little White Horse" by Elizabeth Goudge and the film "The Secret Of Moonacre" I do not own any characters except for some.
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Often times when I'm alone, my mind conjures up the image of the pale white moon. It's large, so large that it looks as if it could swallow dear little Moonacre in all of it's entirety. And then I feel the crushing weight of water, swirling around me. My hands frantically try to swipe the pearls off the bodice of my dress as the cold waves push me down further. My lungs cry out for air but I still plummet to the bottom of the dark ocean. When I'm finally forced to gulp down the salty liquid, I'm at peace- serene. And everything fades to black... ------------------------------------ Maria and Robin seem to be in an endless dance; one day they take a step forward, the next they take a step back. With pressure and tension mounting, will they end up together, or will someone end up with a broken heart?

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